Luyện nghe bài hát Bustopher Jones

Bustopher is not skin and bones
In fact, he's fat
He doesn't haunt pubs, he has or nine clubs
For he's the St. Street cat!
He's the cat we all greet as we walk down the
In his of fastidious black
No common-place have such well cut trousers
Or an impeccable back

In the whole of St. the smartest of names is
The of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us to be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white

My visits are occasional to the senior
And it is the rules
For any one cat to both to that
And the Joint Superior
For a similar reason, when is in season
I'm found, not at Fox's, but
I am frequently seen at the gay and Screen
is famous for winkles and shrimps

In the season of venison I give my
To the Pothunter's succulent
And just noon's not a moment too soon
To drop in for a drink at the
When I'm seen in a hurry there's probably
At the Siamese or at the
When I look full of gloom then lunched at the Tomb
On cabbage, rice and mutton

In the whole of St. James's the of names is
The name of this Brummell of
And all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher in white spats

So much in this way Bustopher's day
At one club or another found
It can be no surprise under our eyes
He has unmistakably round

a twenty-five pounder

Or I am a

And putting on weight every day

But I'm so well because I've observed
All my life a and I'd say
I am still in my prime, I shall last out my

That's the from this stoutest of cats

It must and it shall be spring in Mall
While Bustopher Jones white
Bustopher Jones white
Bustopher wears white spats!